She knew now. She had forced the secret out of him. Then Regina had cast a protection spell over Emma's room at Granny's.

Henry was at the loft in case Zelena decided to come after Emma. Killian, of course, had refused to leave her side. At the very least he would protect her. He'd never be any more than her protector.

Killian felt the bed dip as Emma sat beside him. "Killian," she said.

"Yes, love?"

"We will find away to break your curse."

"Perhaps," said Killian.

Emma gripped his hand. "No. We will."

"How can you be so sure?" said Killian. She could see the heartbreak in his eyes.

"Because, you never gave up on me, and I'm not going to give up on you."

"That's not entirely true," said Killian brokenly.

"Like I said, I don't care about what happened during the missing year. I care about the present and the future. Our future."

"Ours?" repeated Killian.

Emma nodded. "The way I see it, no matter what happens, we're going to be a team. I need you, Killian, and I'm tired of trying to convince myself that I don't."

Killian's hand rose to her cheek. "Emma," he said, her name like a prayer on his lips.

Emma leaned in and kissed his cheek.

Killian stiffened momentarily.

"I'm fine, Killian," se said, soothingly. "Just because or lips can't touch doesn't mean I can't kiss you." To demonstrate her point she kissed his nose.

His breathing hitched as she took his face in her hands and peppered kisses along the contour of his jaw, his scruff scratching against her skin. She then started to trail kisses along his neck, pushing him down onto the bed as she moved along his collar bone and unbuttoned the last of his buttons, pushing the fabric aside to grant her better access.

Killia groaned beneath her lips, his good hand sliding through her curls. She tugged his shirt free from his leather pants, and Killian raised his arms as she pulled the fabric from his body. "The pants too," said Emma.

"Are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure of anything. I can't lose you Killian, not you of all people."

"Well if that's the case, it's only fair if you return the favor," said Killian with a wolfish grin.

"Happy to oblige," she shot back.

Within moments their clothes were tossed aside. Killian lowered himself onto Emma, her hands linking around his neck. "Kiss me, Killian."

"I-"

"It will be all right," said Emma.

Killian pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Are you okay?"

Emma smiled and pulled him down to her, her hand tangling in his thick dark hair. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand, his thumb tweaking her nipple. She gasped, her hips bucking against his. She felt his arousal press into her thigh.

Killian grinned, turning his attention to the other breast. His tongue slid languidly along her sensitive flesh, as his hand moved down to her hip, tracing circles along her thigh. He could feel the heat pooling between her legs.

"Killian, please," she said, a bit breathlessly.

He slipped a finger into her slick folds, stroking her center. She pressed herself against his palm and then he was kissing everywhere except her lips, Oh how he wanted to kiss her lips, but he wouldn't take her magic. No. He couldn't risk everything he loved.

Emma's grip tightened on him as she reached her climax.

"I need you, Killian. Right now," said Emma.

Killian plunged into her, and Emma wrapped her legs around his waist, arms wrapping tightly around him as he established a steady rhythm. Emma rose to meet him, stroke for stroke. She wished she could kiss him with all her heart, but it was too much to risk.

She felt the heat coil in her core, until she fell over the edge, crying out his name. He met his own peak a moment later, collapsing on top of her an pressing a tender kiss to the hollow of her throat. He slipped out of her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her shoulder. "I wish I could kiss you, Emma," he whispered against his flesh."

"Me too," said Emma. "I'll make that witch regret cursing the man I lo-"

She stopped, and Killian's eyes widened. She could see the flame of hope in the depth of his blue eyes.

"Why didn't we think of it earlier? True Love's Kiss. It can break any curse."

"I tired it in New York," said Killian sadly. "It didn't work."

"David said it doesn't work on memory loss."

"Emma," said Killian, gripping her shoulder. "It's too dangerous."

"It's worth a try. Henry, Mary Margaret and David are safe. We're safe. Regina made sure of that."

"Emma, we can't," said Killian.

"Killian, I love you. I know that now. When you said you were cursed, I thought the worst. I thought I was going to lose you. But you're here, and you're with me. I'm not going to let a witch get in between us. You're always telling me to believe in me. Now I'm asking you to believe in my feelings for you."

"I'm not worthy of love, Emma," said Killian.

"I thought that for twenty-eight years, but then Henry found me. I found my family. I found you. Please, I have to try. Zelena is a threat to us either way."

Killian gazed at her for a long moment. She could see the painful indecision etched into every feature. "I could never deny you anything, Emma."

She smiled and took his face in her hands. "I love you, Killian Jones," she whispered against his lips before kissing him. A ring of powerful magic burst forth from where their lips met.

Killian's heart felt lighter.

"Emma," he said, roughly.

"I still have my magic," said Emma. She could feel it inside of her. Magic was fueled by emotion, and at this moment, her heart was overflowing with her love for the man beside her. Her True Love.

A cell phone ring broke the silence. David's name flashed across her screen. Emma hurried to answer it. "Hello?" she said.

"Emma," said David, on the other end. "We remember everything."

"Killian and I will be over right away," said Emma.

She hung up, and turned to Killian who was now looking at her as if she was his entire world. And she probably was.

Emma kissed him gently. "We broke the curse, but we still have a witch to defeat. We have to get to the loft."

"Of course, my love." said Killian, "but first I need to do one more thing."

"What?"

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her fiercely, like it would be his last chance. Emma melted into his embrace and kissed him back with equal passion, just because she could.

She had never felt better in her life.